At this time, the man walked to Ye Fan, shook his head and said, "Little brother, I just drank some wine and couldn't claim insurance. Otherwise, I will pay you 100,000 yuan...
..”
After saying that, this burly man unzipped the zipper of his wallet and seemed to want to pay in it, but in fact he had a hidden murderous intent.
He suddenly took out a small mini pistol from his wallet and aimed directly at Ye Fan's forehead, "Boy! You're fooled!"
However, just as he wanted to pull the trigger, he was shocked to find that his fingers could not move.
Suddenly, his face became extremely panicked, and he exclaimed in a daze: "What's going on? Why can't my fingers move?"
Ye Fan looked calm and directly reached out to pick up the killer's mini pistol, "This pistol is very exquisite! A must-have artifact for murderous travel!"
After seeing this, the killer wanted to stop him, but he was shocked to find that he could not move his fingers except for his fingers, and even his body could not move.
The killer's face turned pale in an instant, and he said in shock: "No...it's impossible! Why can't my body move?"
At this time, a sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, and his fingers seemed to be magical, and a silver needle was created out of thin air, "Because of this!"
The killer widened his eyes, then subconsciously looked at his wrist, and saw that his wrist was stabbed by a silver needle. During this process, he didn't even feel any pain, "When did you take action?
”
Ye Fan played with the micro pistol and said playfully: "Just when you wanted to shoot!"
The killer gritted his teeth and cursed with dissatisfaction: "You scold the next door! Since I have fallen into your hands, I will kill and chop it up, so I will follow my wishes! Eighteen years later, I will be another hero!"
"Bang--"
As a result, as soon as the killer finished scolding, Ye Fan suddenly shot and hit his left ear with a shot.
"ah--"
He was shot in his ear and his whole ear was smashed, and blood instantly scattered all over the ground.
The killer screamed in pain, "Ah...ahh!"
Ye Fan spoke coldly and warned: "Put your mouth cleanly! I can't guarantee that if you will hit the wrong next time you shoot!"
As a professional killer, being humiliated so much, the killer felt that he had lost all his face. He cursed in anger: "Boy! If you have sex, you will shoot me! I'm not afraid of death!"
Ye Fan blew the smoke remaining on the muzzle, and then said coldly: "Isn't it easy to kill you? But I want to figure out who sent you to assassinate me!"
The killer sneered and retorted disdainfully: "Boy, do you want me to betray my employer? As a killer who pays attention to professional ethics, I have principles! A killer cannot betray the employer! This is the first principle! Don't want to leave me
Ask me a little bit of information!”
As a result, as soon as the killer finished speaking, Ye Fan shot again, and shot directly into his right ear with a "bang".
Suddenly, the killer's right ear was covered in blood and his whole body screamed.
"Ah! Ah!"
"Ah...ah!"
The killer screamed at the top of his lungs, but his body was stiff and unable to move.
The more this happens, the more uncomfortable the pain in his body becomes.
At this time, Ye Fan used the miniature pistol to directly hold the killer's eyebrows.
At this time, a trace of evil spirit appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, and he said with a lot of playfulness: "Will my shot be hit wrong?" This chapter has been completed!